#WriteTip - Consider the Audio by @LeaBronsen, spotlighting her @InsatiablePress #AudioBook #NewRelease

Having only just broken my audiobook virginity not too long ago (*cough* Submissive on Display *cough*), I can totally get behind this short writing tip from Lea Bronsen. It should come as no surprise that she has an audiobook to promote (yes, all this word repetition is making my inner editor cringe as well). Find out all about it after this short writing tip break. 

Write as if your book might be released in audio, because you never know!
The reason I'm advising this today is that I wrote my contribution to this anthology in response to an eBook submission call, and it wasn't until a few weeks prior to release that I learned it would come out in audio, too. If I had known earlier, I would have written my story in a much more direct, spoken style, with shorter sentences and less prose! lol, lesson learned. I still hope my listeners will enjoy the book! ~ Lea Bronsen

Buy on Amazon

Surprising Myself

Stories of Women Fulfilling Fantasies

What is your secret fantasy? That one thing you dream of doing but have never had the chance to fulfill in real life… Thirteen writers present sexy, steamy stories of women getting the chance to live out their personal fantasies. What’s yours? Whether it’s several lovers at the same time for a pulse-pounding ménage scene or the allure of getting caught in public, these stories will set your mind ablaze. From voyeurism in a sex club to swinging, cuckolding to cosplay, SURPRISING MYSELF brings you stories from thirteen hot new writers to watch out for and just might make you think about fulfilling your own wildest fantasy.

Audio: Insatiable Press | Amazon
EBook: Amazon.com | Amazon.uk | Barnes & Noble | Kobo | Goodreads

Come Aboard by Lea Bronsen 

Lorna, a young American reporter, travels to a port town in France to cover a yacht race. She hopes she’ll be able to experience her wildest fantasy on the beach – sex in public. Due to getting on the wrong train, she has an argument with the controller, who she finds both immensely sexy and annoyingly arrogant.

When he brings her to the engine, pretending to restrain her but instead getting intimate with her, she sees the opportunity to live out her fantasy…

Excerpt

If lucky, I might even meet a handsome Frenchman with whom to spend Saturday night. I’m single, have been for the past few months, and at twenty-three, the lack of sex for such a long time is driving me half-nuts. An interlude with a local hotness on one of the warm beaches of Sables sounds like an irresistible idea. Yes, a beach, or any other public place. The eBook I’m reading features a heroine getting the fuck of her life in an open park at night against a tree in full view of passersby. I want that kind of excitement, too. The three boyfriends I’ve had in the past few years were good in bed but not daring enough. I yearn for someone to do something crazy and a little forbidden with me, in public visibility. Surely, that hint of dangerousness, the possibility of being caught by the authorities, should increase the sexual experience—and our orgasms—tenfold.

For now, I’ll have to do with checking out the cute Maghrebian controller while waiting for him to examine my ticket. Row after row, he walks the narrow aisle toward me, distributing polite smiles to the passengers and answering questions. Tall and broad-shouldered, he has the looks and build of a soccer player. A black tribal tattoo appears below the short sleeve of his purple shirt and travels down his sun-kissed, muscular forearm. Beneath his gray cap, he sports a short buzz cut, and two or three days’ worth of black beard stubble covers his cheeks and chin, just enough to make him…oh, God, immensely sexy. With full lips, a strong nose, and black olive-shaped eyes, he’s a gem of North Africa, an exotic, roughly polished jewel. He would definitely fit in my fuck-on-the-beach fantasy.

About Lea Bronsen

I like my reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strive to give my own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with my debut novel Wild Hearted, I divide my writing time between psychological thriller, suspense romance, and erotic contemporary romance.

I love to hear from my readers! Write to leabronsen@yahoo.com or meet me on:

Website | Lea's Crazy Nights Blog | Facebook profile | Facebook page | Twitter | Amazon

$15 #Giveaway - A naughty DM gets #spanked by a Dom from her past in my @DecadentPub #BDSM #Romance

I'm ignoring a personal taboo today by posting about my new book prior to the official release date (which is in 2 daysl!!). For some reason, I've always had a mental block about pre-release promo. Until all the buy links are actually live, it feels as if there's a chance the darn thing might never come out at all. This is definitely an extreme case of author jitters, but starving artists are meant to be eccentric.

One of the reasons I'm taking this leap is because, for once, I have pre-order links. Also, due to technical, Rafflecopter-design reasons, I really need this post to exist before I send my media kit far and wide. As is custom with all my new releases, I've got a $15 Gift Card up for grabs (so don't forget to scroll all the way to the end.). There are multiple entry options to suit all types of social media preferences.

So, I probably should tell you a bit more about the book (one would think I've got this promo-thing down by now). First off, Submissive on the Run has my most risque cover to date, although Warlock's Pawn comes in at a very close second. I'm a tad worried the Amazon overseers might banish this title to the dregs of adult-only filters, but Fiona Jayde did such an awesome job I decided to take my chances. To be fair, this book is likely my kinkiest title to date (feel free to chime in if you disagree). A club-set, interracial BDSM romance, it falls pretty neatly into the "glitterkink" category (we're talking spanking, bondage, and capture games, among other activities). I hope I've made this super clear in the blurb and cover, and if that's not your cup of tea, I totally get it (you can still enter the giveaway!). If the idea intrigues you, however, please read on.  (I've got an orgasm for you in the excerpt. I'm serious.)

Submissive on the Run

A 1Night Stand Story

by Tara Quan

Obscene wealth and a toxic family taught Joss Bradlee to care about no one. He moved through life in a caustic shell, fending off gold-diggers with his sharp tongue and abrasive personality. But a stubborn submissive saw past his nonchalant act, and he fell hard and fast for a girl he didn’t deserve. When she accidentally stumbled into the line of fire, he moved heaven and earth to protect her, even if it meant letting her go. Ten months later, he ensures her safety and tracks her down, finally ready to claim the one person that matters. The only problem—she wants nothing to do with him.

On the run for close to a year, Kim Tran receives a surprise call from the man who’d put her life in danger. His family hired assassins to kill her, but he’s somehow convinced they still had a chance. With their entire relationship built on a lie, she resists the instinct to sprint straight into his arms. Faced with a social divide no sane person would bridge, she cuts her losses and breaks her own heart. But the Dominant she loves has other plans, and he’s spent his entire life getting his way. Too late to run and with nowhere to hide, she faces an adversary well versed in all her weaknesses.

At the Carnivore Club, two exhibitionists meet for a battle of wills, lured by a one-night stand service, misplaced cat, and several helping hands. With the aid of handcuffs, disciplinary measures, and a capture game, a reluctant sub rediscovers the pleasures of bondage, the thrill of display, and the ecstasy of surrender.

Genre: BDSM Romance, Erotic Romance, Interracial/Multicultural

Buy Links:  Amazon (US) | Amazon (Other) | ARe | B&N | Google Play | 
iTunes | Kobo | Decadent | Smashwords  | GoodReads

Excerpt (R-Rated, Mature Audiences Only, Sexual Content Ahead, Don't Sue Me, etc.)

Thrilled and terrified, she swallowed the lump in her throat. “We could get over each other if we tried.”

Imprisoning her with his arms, he trailed his nose down the line of her neck. “How’s that working out for you? On my end, every hot chick I see has your face. One look at your reflection, and bam—instant hard on. Our breather flopped.” He dipped his head lower, scattering kisses along her collarbones. “I’m glad it’s done.”

“No.” Her vision misted with pulses of crimson. She tried to summon an iota of reluctance. Her libido refused to play ball. “We’re not doing this again.”

He bit the sensitive spot between her shoulder and neck. “You don’t have a choice. I’m calling the shots.”

His confidence curled her toes. “What we had was less than a fling.” She poured what little willpower she had into the false words.

He squeezed her breast, the proprietary caress arching her back. “You’re going to pay for that lie with a lot more than a hard spanking.”

Arousal flared, potent and irresistible. “You have no right. I’m not your sub.” When he pinched her nipples, flashes of heat threatened to melt away thought. “But there’s a whole club full of women willing to play your games.”

“I’ve already chosen mine.” She writhed when his grip tightened. In her moment of distraction, he slid his hand under her skirt. With her underwear gone, he could shove his fingers inside her without preamble.

“Joss….” It hurt. In the best way.

He looped his other arm around her. Caught in a vise, she had little recourse beyond a whimpered protest. “I don’t want this.” But she did. Enough to erase the safe word from her vocabulary.

“Dishonesty seems to be a chronic problem.” He pressed down on her clit with his thumb and screwed his digits deeper into her. Her clenching inner muscles supported his observation. So did her uncontrollable spasms as his unyielding penetration vaulted her toward a crest.

She dug her nails into his forearms, a useless defense that only reinforced her helplessness. “Stop it.”

He ignored her resistance, playing her like an instrument until sweat once more coated her skin. “Why? You’re more honest right after you come.”

a Rafflecopter giveaway

#WriteTip - On Dialogue by Susan V. Vaughn (@SusanVaughn1124), spotlighting her @LSB_lsbooks #Romance

If you follow me on Instagram, you've probably notice that I tend to spend quite a bit of time on the beach every summer. As such, my curiosity was definitely piqued by the newest release from my Liquid Silver Books pub-buddy Susan V. Vaughn. I'll let the book speak for itself after this very brief Writing Tip break. 

I always write my dialogue first in a scene and then go back through and add the action. I do this in order to decrease choppy dialogue. It’s also a great way to give my characters their own voice, and have them show me where they want to go. ~ Susan V. Vaughn

Buy on Amazon

Irresistible Desire

by Susan V. Vaughn

His playful seduction was hard to resist…

Music teacher Ann Green moved to Bay Shore to protect her heavily-guarded heart. But when she meets a handsome fisherman who tests her resolve to stay single, she loses all control. Now she is stuck between the painful memory of her father’s betrayal, and the man who just might be her future.

A boundless hunger has taken over…

Andrew Rybak has taken care of his two younger siblings since his mother’s ongoing drug addiction began. But he secretly aches to escape Bay Shore, and leave all his responsibility behind, until a beautiful stranger moves into town, and opens his eyes to a new future. But will she trust him enough to open her heart? Especially as his inner passions are ignited, and everything he’s been holding back comes pouring out at once.

Amazon | iTunes | B&N | Kobo

Excerpt

“Ann, wait,” he called with desperation, jogging to her side. “Can I come in?”

“What?” She turned to him, clearly caught off guard by his question, even though she shouldn’t be. He was standing in her backyard, for Christ’s sake. His intentions were obvious. “You want to come in?”

He nodded. If he didn’t talk, maybe she wouldn’t see how anxious he was for her to say yes. Maybe he would gain her trust.

“Well, I…” She paused, looking conflicted. He could tell by the way Ann was looking at him now that she saw his desperation, but something inside of her was softening to it. “I don’t know. I have work later today.”

“Please, Ann,” he begged. If his vulnerability was on display and it didn’t repel her, then he would let it show. He was too tired to fight it back, anyway. It had been too damn long since he last slept. And this woman was giving him peace. He couldn’t let her push him away, not tonight. “I can’t sleep. My head is a mess. I need someone to talk to.” He grabbed onto her shoulders and looked into her eyes, appealing to her feminine compassion. “I need you.”

About Susan V. Vaughn 

Romance Author, Susan V. Vaughn understood the meaning of sarcasm before she could walk.  Her childhood in the suburbs of Detroit was spent mainly trying to outwit her six creative siblings.  When she wasn’t working on the next soul crushing jab, she sharpened her imagination on romantic literature and day dreamed about her knight in shining armor.

It didn’t take long for Susan to take her passion for reading romances into writing her own unique love stories.  Susan lives her life finding laughter in all situations, and delights in marrying sarcasm with romance to create realistic falling-in-love stories in the unlikeliest of scenarios.  

Susan lives on the shores of Lake Huron with her real life knight in shining armor and enjoys watching their three children learn the art of sarcasm and wit. 

Website | Twitter | Facebook